Terry, I'd missed that due to the time-delay caused by the troll-shield.

From Doug's Acknowledgments page:

"The initial momentum to produce this work came from a dinner conversation that the author enjoyed with Terence Winch and Stephen Reichert; Terence's response to the poems in Dérangé was a further contribution to that momentum. Stephen never responded. What's up with that?"

The work is an example or perhaps one ought to say a spoof of something currently popular among feverishly-aspiring American junior-academics and called by the cutesy-ugly name "flarf" (amalgam of fluff and barf?), though in such a case the line between example and spoof is likely very fine, almost so fine as to be indiscernible, for the thing that is at least putatively being spoofed here is something that is itself little more than a random-shuffle form of arty spoof.